Epica - Sacred and Wild

In the dark of the night

we are demons in silence

In the light of the moon

we are the storm of the damned

In the heat of the wild

we are the bloodred horizon

Stand anywhere we land

In the call of the wild

we are the thunder and lightning

In the roar of the fight

we are the sword in your rear

In the heart of the night

we are the call of the sirens

Near anytime you fear anytime you fear

We are the dark of the night

We are the sermon of fight

We bring the nightside sacred and wild

We are the demons of light

we are emergent to fight

We bring the nightside sacred and wild

In the light of the morning

we are preachers and tyrants

By the break of the dawn

we are the dark of the land

By the first of the sunlight

we are strong as the bible

Stand anywhere we land

When the dark of the night has come

we stand up as wild men

When the land of the living dies

we rise from the dead

When the last of the sun has gone or exile

We head sanctify the dead sanctify the dead

We are the dark of the night

We are the sermon of fight

We bring the nightside sacred and wild

We are the demons of light

we are emergent to fight

We bring the nightside sacred and wild

We are the dark of the night

We are the sermon of fight

We bring the nightside sacred and wild

We are the demons of light

we are emergent to fight

We bring the nightside sacred and wild